Dear reader, I’m writing to you from the bottom of a swirling vortex. I’ve stolen a few minutes to catch my breath and reflect before getting pulled back into the whirlwind one last time. The past four years seemed to have flown by as I careened around in this messy yet enthralling storm. When I was first drawn in, I had little idea what awaited me. My first semester was a violent shakeup from anything I experienced before, and I swirled around …
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